Senior sister, stop brainwashing me, I can understand your thoughts.

[Junior brother is just here to trick you, isn’t it?]

Lao Liu System answered for Le Zhengyan on behalf of Lu Xingyan.

Lu Xingyan cleared his throat before explaining: "Junior brother, good medicine is bitter in taste and good for the disease. I am doing this for your own good."

"The medicine smells a bit unpleasant, but it's very effective. It's as good as elixir. You were hit too hard by thunder this time. It was even worse than Liuguang Lake." Lu Xingyan nodded to himself.

Le Zhengyan: "..." That's not the case.

Just because you ran away, two mines this time are equivalent to 400 in Liuguang Lake.

In just two days, it was equivalent to being struck by lightning 700 times.

Even if he cultivated as a demon in his previous life and became a demon lord, even if he was struck by lightning, he would not be able to encounter fifty thunderbolts in a month.

No mind reading required.

Knowing that Le Zhengyan had suffered his own thunder, Lu Xingyan could guess what he was complaining about by looking at his expression at this moment.

She took Le Zhengyan's hand to catch two fairy swords with fairy-level pressure.

He handed one of the ink-purple swords engraved with inscriptions into Le Zhengyan's hands: "Junior brother, be considerate. Although the sky thunder struck you, you got a top-quality fairy sword."

"What is the next level of the best immortal sword? It's a divine sword. Rounding it off, as soon as you enter the immortal path, you will get a god-level natal sword that can be upgraded, which is ahead of 99.99% of the monks in the fairy world."

"And this time the fairy sword belongs to you, but you are not the only one who was struck by lightning." Lu Xingyan lowered his voice and motioned Le Zhengyan to look at Lu Wumie, who was still pointing at the sky and cursing, and who had not yet been struck by thunder. Haechi, who is recovering from his illness.

Le Zhengyan glanced at the fire beast, then looked at Lu Xingyan who was pressing the corner of his mouth crazily, and fell into silence.

Senior sister, please stop laughing. After Lu Wumie scolds Lei Yun, the next one will scold you and me.

As soon as he had this premonition, he saw the thunderclouds dispersing, and Lu Wumie's hatred was transferred instantly.

He turned into a circle of fire and directly enveloped Lu Xingyan and Le Zhengyan into the sea of ​​fire.

An angry voice asked: "Lu Xingyan, we promised that the thunder won't strike this time. Are you talking like farts? Can it be of some use?"

[Yo yo, the host’s grumpy, foul-mouthed, fire-burning boy is here to settle a score with you]

"Wu Mie, I did say that I won't be struck by thunder." Lu Xingyan pulled Le Zhengyan, who was still seriously injured, in front of him.

Le Zhengyan looked back at her with questions on his face.

You really don't care if he lives or lives, right?

The sky thunder in Liuguang Lake had sky fire, but this time the sky thunder didn't have sky fire, so they planned to burn him to death with the immortal fire?

"Fart! Then why was I struck by thunder!" Lu Wumie snapped.

"I said I wouldn't be struck by thunder, but Lei Yun didn't say that." Lu Xingyan lowered his eyes in aggrieved manner, with a look of helplessness on his face.

Lu Wuming was so angry that he increased his firepower, and the white fireworks rose and rolled towards her.

Lu Xingyan was not burned, but was weak enough to 'block' Le Zhengyan in front of her. If she had not released the thunder in her body in time to block it, she would have been roasted by the divine fire.

He turned around helplessly and coughed weakly: "Senior sister, I can't hold on anymore."

Lu Xingyan, please stop talking. I am holding my breath right now and I won’t be able to stop you for long.

"Lu Xingyan, you are a big liar. Following you, I was struck by thunder three hundred and one times. I have never encountered so many thunders in the hundreds of years I have been a divine fire!" Lu Wumie became angrier as he spoke.

Lu Xingyan took out the mustard seed bag, counted three hundred and one top-quality spiritual stones and handed them to him.

She said: "This is indeed a memorable number. Do you like it?"

Spiritual stone!

Lu Wumie's eyes lit up, and the fire light directly involved the spirit stone, turning into a human form. He flipped up his white bangs and said, "Okay, I'll let you go this time, but be careful next time."

Le Zhengyan: "..." If you want the spirit stone, can you tell me directly? As for setting fire to me and then do this again?